Put yourself between Brittany and the Infected.

Moving quickly, you pull Brittany behind you, shielding her with your body. A second later, something warm, and wet, hits you square in the face.

The Jizzer's cum hits its mark, your arousal growing as you feel the warm cum against your lips. Your cock aches in your pants, and you can feel your nipples harden, pressing against the fabric of your shirt.

Hastily, you wipe the cum away, 'sorry, shit for brains. Not going to work on me, I'm already exposed.' you think.

"Run!" You growl, pushing Brittany down the road before you as the two of you begin to run.